Donna Allen - Hot coming family

"Easy, Sis, let's make it last," he said, stroking slowly.

She tried to relax, but her excitement mounted as his cockshaft dragged deliciously over her clit. Her tits bounced as he jabbed her and low groans filled the air.

"John, we're fucking!" she cried.

"Not so loud, they'll hear us," he said.

"But, John, I'm not a virgin anymore!"

He leaned over and kissed her tits. "Yeah."

"Am I doing it right?" she said.

"You could move a little more."

"Like this?" She lifted her ass and pumped herself against his thrusting prick.

"Yeah, that's good. Put your hands under your ass and put your feet on the mattress. Then shove yourself against me."

She did as he said and soon she was ramming her cunt back at his cock. "Am I doing it right, John?" she said.

"Yeah, dynamite!"

"Oh, John, I love fucking!"

"Not too hard or you'll bring me off."

She humped her tight wet cunt more slowly at his prick. Her legs twitched and her tits throbbed and their bellies slapped together.

"Wrap your legs around my back and hold on tight," he said.

Again, she followed her older brother's instructions. She wrapped her slender legs around his back and rode with him as he stroked deeply inside her gash.

"Oh, John, you're in so deep!" she gasped. She dug her fingernails into his shoulders and raised herself to bring her tits against his chest.

"You've got the tightest cunt I ever fucked," he said.

"Oh, John, fuck me hard!" she sighed, clinging to him and whimpering with passion. Her head rocked from side to side and her long blonde hair clung damply to her pretty face. John leaned over and kissed her on the lips and she plunged her tongue into his mouth and moved it around.

"My cunny's gonna burst!" she cried. "It's gonna burst, John! Shove your cock all the way in! Split me in two with it! Oh, John, dick me! Dick me!"

She buried her face against his armpit and sucked his flesh. Their lips met and once again he sucked her pink tongue into his mouth. Her tits poked into his chest and she grabbed his ass with both hands and slid her fingertips into his asscrack.

"Jesus, what're you doing?" he hissed.

"I want to touch you all over!"

"Yeah, but stay away from my asshole!"

"Why?"

"Just do what I say."

He broke the kiss and he licked and sucked her tits for a moment before sucking her tongue back into his mouth. They exchanged saliva and he dribbled it over her tits.

She held her tits in her hands and he licked up the saliva from her nipples. "Some day I'll really suck your tits," he said.

"Oh, John, yes," she gurgled. "I want you to suck my titties."

Her tits heaved and bounced as they writhed around the bed. He caught her tongue between his teeth and bit down gently. She did the same to him and they both giggled with excitement.

She felt perspiration drip down her cleavage and once again she buried her face against his armpit. She felt John's heart beat against her chest and felt closer to him in that moment than she'd ever felt to any living being.

He began slamming his prick more forcefully in and out of her cunt. "I'm gonna blast off soon, Sis," he said. "Are you almost there?"

"Where?"

"Almost there."

"Oh, John, I don't know what you're talking about."

She tightened her arms around his neck and felt a strange shiver in her cunt. He grunted and pulled his cock out of her pussy, leaving only his cockhead inside her cuntlips.

"Did you feel something just then?"

"Yes," she admitted.

"I think you're ready to come."

"Come?"

"Yeah, like when you play with yourself."

"You mean when that funny feeling comes over me?"

"Yeah, that's it."

"Oh, John, is that what's gonna happen now?"

"Yeah, only better than masturbating."

The wonderful glow enveloped her from her tits to her crotch to the tips of her toes. "I think I'm almost there," she said. "It burns and all. Oh, John, it feels so good!"

John deliberately corkscrewed his prick against her clit. "Now, Sis," he said.

The teenaged boy felt his balls tighten when Pattie's cunt sucked on his prick. Then he opened his mouth and roared and rammed his spurting cock all the way up her pussy.

His massive hard-on slammed in and out of her ecstasy-filled cunt. She felt flooded with thick come and her brother's fuck-milk mingled with her own juices.

They clung together on the narrow bed and the rock music blared. They caught their breath and by the time Millie knocked on the door and told them dinner was ready, they were ready to face the rest of the family.

Late one evening several weeks later, Fred was at a drive-in with Laura and Eric, and Millie was home alone with her children. Supposedly John and Pattie were studying, but Millie became suspicious when she heard her daughter giggling provocatively.

The brunette mother thought her children had been acting strange lately. And she had felt strange herself, ever since the night she had stolen into John's room and had sucked him off in his sleep.

She decided to go out on the porch and see if she could see into John's room from outside. If they were studying, she would leave. If not, she would find out what was going on.

She waited until the muffled giggling had stopped. Then she wrapped herself in a warm robe and went outside on the porch. She crouched down outside John's room and peered inside.

As she suspected, her children lay across John's bed. There were no school books in sight. The window was open enough so that she could hear the sounds of voices even though she couldn't make out the conversation. But she was more interested in what she saw.

John was wearing his blue jeans, but his fly was open and his cock was out. He was masturbating while he and Pattie chatted. Millie couldn't believe her eyes as she watched her son beat his meat.

He pinched the tip of his massive cockhead and Pattie giggled and pushed his hand aside. She captured his cockhead between her thumb and forefinger and Millie stopped breathing as she watched the perversion.

"Okay, you do it," Millie heard John say.

Out on the porch, she shivered in the evening breeze. What kind of children had she spawned? It was bad enough that Pattie was obviously no virgin. But they were sister and brother and they were committing incest.

She tried not to think about the night she'd sucked John off. She told herself that that wasn't the same thing. At the time, she'd though she was walking in on Eric, after all. And Eric was her nephew, not her son. And he wasn't even a blood nephew. He was kin to Fred.

In any case, she thought, I'm a grown woman. What I do is my business. What my children do is also my business.

Shivering with rage and what she knew to be jealousy, she watched her son move his fingers up and down his fuckpole.

Suddenly Pattie rose up and stripped her clothes off. Millie worked her lips as she watched the teenaged girl's tits bounce free from the confines of her blouse.

When the blonde was naked, she lay down next to John, and between them they yanked his jeans and shorts off. The teenagers kissed, and Millie gnashed her teeth as she watched the torrid embrace. It was obvious they had done this before. She'd been right to be suspicious. Her children were fucking together.

And God knows how long it's been going on, she thought.

She watched them kiss. It started out as a soft, light kiss and evolved into a hot, tongue-searching french kiss. John rolled on top of Pattie and pressed his chest against her tits. They ground together and Millie watched the boy shove his knee between Pattie's legs.

She instinctively knew he was touching Pattie's cunt with his knee. Pattie reached down between their bodies and took his cock in her hand. Millie clapped her hand over her mouth to keep from crying out. Her legs ached from crouching on the porch, but she hardly felt the discomfort. Her mind was awhirl from the sights and sounds in John's room.